Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

Chapter 11 is about how he actually knelt down?

Qin Mo, wearing a black iron mask, stood in front of the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

The lights were on full display, and the place was bustling with activity.

An auction is taking place in the lobby.

What was being auctioned off was a batch of female half-demons that had just been delivered.

Half-demons are offspring of humans and demons, possessing the blood of both races, yet not accepted by either side.

They held an extremely low status in the cultivation world, with the vast majority becoming slaves.

"I heard a new batch of female half-demons arrived. I'd better hurry and pick a few pretty ones to take back to warm my bed."

"Haha, be careful of demonic energy entering your body, or you'll die!"

"Tch, we're not using them as furnaces, so why worry about demonic energy entering our bodies?"

Several cultivators smiled as they passed by Qin Mo and quickly entered the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, then followed him inside.

A high platform was erected in the center of the hall.

Twelve ragged female half-demons stood trembling on the platform, while a still-attractive middle-aged woman introduced herself to the crowd below.

Behind the woman stood two fierce-looking men, holding leather whips in their hands, staring intently at the twelve female half-demons on the stage.

"My lords, this batch of female half-demons is of exceptional quality, with graceful figures and such tender skin that you could squeeze water from them. Whether you buy them to warm your bed or to keep them as slaves, they are the best choice!"

The madam paused for a moment, then said, "The starting price is one low-grade spirit stone or one thousand taels of silver. The highest bidder wins. No credit, no returns!"

"Liu San Niang, you say a low-grade spirit stone isn't expensive? In my opinion, a mixed spirit stone would be more reasonable."

A portly man in brocade robes with a jade belt around his waist shouted loudly onto the stage.

"Mr. Fang, are you kidding me?"

Liu San Niang glanced at him disdainfully.

"Third Sister, these female half-demons are indeed quite beautiful, but they are still half-demons, with demonic energy within them, making them very dangerous. How about you lower the price?"

A man in black shouted.

"That's right, it's not easy for us independent cultivators to earn spirit stones!"

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Qin Mo leaned against a pillar, coldly surveying the scene.

One low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred miscellaneous spirit stones.

He toiled away in the alchemy room of Yunyu Palace for a month and only managed to get eight miscellaneous spirit stones.

That's only eighty taels of silver.

Zuihualou is the biggest den of iniquity in Yunxia Town; people who don't have a few spirit stones in their pockets are too embarrassed to step inside.

He still had the thirty-two low-grade spirit stones that Su Qingyi had casually tossed to him in his storage bag.

"My lords, there's a reason for the high price. These twelve female half-demons are not only young and beautiful, but also all virgins. They are excellent value for money!"

Liu San Niang raised her voice.

"What...they're all virgins?"

A commotion immediately broke out in the audience.

"I need a few maids to serve me. How about this: twelve low-grade spirit stones, and I'll take these twelve female half-demons with me. What do you say?"

A young man carrying a folding fan walked out from the crowd.

Tall and elegant, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, he exuded nobility in his brocade robe.

"It's Young Master Shen, Mr. Shen..."

Everyone recognized the person.

Qin Mo sized up the man, then looked up at the stage.

Those twelve female half-demons possessed some characteristics that differed from those of humans.

A stunningly beautiful woman with white hair had pointed ears, her hair flowing like moonlight. Her ear tips trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something, and her pale fingertips clenched the hem of her clothes.

A few scale-like markings appeared at the corner of a red-haired girl's eye. The tiny red scales gleamed dullly in the sunlight. She bit her lower lip, and her vertical pupils surged with resentment and humiliation.

There was also a blue-haired half-demon with pale gold pupils. His long hair flowed down to his waist like water, and his golden eyes stared blankly ahead, as if his soul had long since left his body.

The other nine and a half demons either bowed their heads in fear, stubbornly raised their eyes to glare at the audience, or silently shed tears.

"Young Master Shen, please don't joke. I would have lost all my capital if I sold them for one yuan each."

"Let's stick to the old rules: auction and bidding, starting at one dollar, the highest bidder wins."

Liu San Niang smiled and shook her head.

"Don't embarrass yourself if you don't have spirit stones! I'll offer two low-grade spirit stones each!"

The fat man in brocade robes stepped forward.

"Fang Shicai, what do you mean? You dare to compete with me?"

Shen Ao looked coldly at the fat man.

"Young Master Shen, this is an auction; the highest bidder wins, understand?"

Fang Shicai looked disdainful.

"it is good."

Shen Ao was momentarily speechless. "Apart from the three with white hair, red hair, and blue hair, the remaining nine female half-demons will each receive three low-grade spirit stones!"

Qin Mo overheard the whispers of the people around him and learned that Shen Ao and Fang Shicai belonged to the Shen family and Fang family respectively in Yunxia Town. The two families had been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and each had disciples who had entered Yunyu Palace.

"Four low-grade spirit stones, I'll take all these female half-demons."

Fang Shicai said coldly.

Five dollars!

Shen Ao glared angrily at Fang Shicai.

Qin Mo shook his head secretly.

Shen Ao was too young and didn't realize that Fang Shicai was deliberately raising the price.

"Would you like to add more, Mr. Fang?"

Liu San Niang's voice trembled with excitement.

"Haha... Fang Shicai, you fat bastard, you want to compete with me for spirit stones? Make another bid!"

Shen Ao laughed loudly.

"Damn it! Six low-grade spirit stones!"

Fang Shicai gritted his teeth and pretended to be extremely angry.

The entire room fell silent.

Buy a female half-demon who can't be used as a furnace or for dual cultivation for six low-grade spirit stones?

Even if she's a virgin, she's only worth two or three dollars.

"Young Master Shen, what do you think..."

Liu San Niang looked at Shen Ao.

Qin Mo watched coldly from the sidelines.

Shen Ao is about to be trapped.

As expected, Shen Ao was thoroughly enraged by the provocation and shouted without thinking, "Seven low-grade spirit stones!"

He stared smugly at Fang Shicai.

"Hahaha……"

Fang Shicai suddenly burst into laughter, his fat body jiggling as he laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Shen Ao was taken aback.

"I laugh at your stupidity! Seven low-grade spirit stones each to buy nine half-demons with demonic energy inside, who can't be used as furnace vessels?"

"If you're not the sucker, who is?"

Fang Shicai laughed so hard that tears almost came out.

Shen Ao's expression changed drastically.

He then realized that the other party had been deliberately raising the price and trying to provoke him!

"The Shen family is wealthy and powerful; Young Master Shen is certainly generous!"

"Nine of them, seven yuan each, that's sixty-three low-grade spirit stones! A piece of cake!"

"Hahaha……"

Shen Ao's eyes twitched with anger.

Sixty-three low-grade spirit stones. He only receives ten from his family each month, so this was half a year's income gone.

"Please make the payment, Mr. Shen."

Liu San Niang suppressed her smile, "At Zui Hua Lou, we do not offer credit."

"What, no spirit stones? What are you pretending for if you don't have spirit stones?"